Waking up around 10:30 a.m.
Patty made dad and I Omelets with Toast and Coffee.
Running to the grocery stores in Goldsboro – Carlie C’s and Piggly Wiggly.
It’s incredibly hot out. Dad and I take a trip to naval base. Remembering all the times I used to spend summers here as a boy going to the little theater and hanging out in the mail room.
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We shoot the basketball around on some outside courts.
Having a virtual chat with Charlotte, my half-sister who lives in England.
Time to grill out for Father’s Day. It’s just the three of us, Patty, dad, and myself. Even though I don’t eat red meat I give an exception whenever I see my dad cause it brings back memories when I was younger and he’d always grill steaks.
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We sit around on the back patio enjoying our juicy Steaks, Corn on the Cob, Zucchini, and Asparagus. Dad already downed that two buck Chuck red wine I got him. He doesn’t drink all the time from what I understand anymore but he still knows how to gulp some wine. We get into some great discussions about the family, uncle JW’s farm, his past, my mom, his mom, and Patty’s past. During a moment when talking about Grandma Smith (my dad’s mom) his face caves in and the tears can’t be held back. I can’t even remember the last time I’ve seen my dad cry but it’s riveting. He was real close to his mom. We talk about how his father not being around and the rough times he went through really carried over into his relationships as an adult (not having confidence and being trusting of others). Even Patty gets into some angry recollections about where she comes from. She’s very grateful to have my dad to be there for her. Honestly, she’s got a good heart for this family – and my dad in return for hers.
Unfortunately, I have to hit the road back to Virginia Beach.
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It’s pitch black on these two lane roads. It’s a quick 3 hour drive – listening to ABBA and nostalgic 90’s dance tunes – sipping on cold Coffee and snacking on Kinder Bueno Bars and Plantain Chips.
Back home finally at 1435. Ana welcomes me with all kinds of treat options. We regale each other on events from the weekend.
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